Why do the silly boys always pay different attention to than others?
Russell complained in his heart and said disdainfully: It's rare and strange, Ai'e is not as small as...
Cough cough cough!
Ai E clenched her fist and coughed desperately, her eyes twitched and looked at Russell: Sun God, pay attention to your words, even for your own majesty, you should be more solemn and mature.
OK, listen to the old mom, be more solemn and mature.
Russell crossed his hands under his nose, leaned forward, his head slightly lowered, his eyes stared at Perseus, and his half-exposed pupils flashed with a cold light.
Darkness descended on the Sun God Hall, reflecting Russell's intertwined light and shadow, generally bright, half dark.
A murderous aura lingered in. Ai E subconsciously swallowed her saliva and thought that this should be what it was. This is the true posture of God.
Suddenly, there was a little bit of a sudden beating.
Perseus!
Russell's voice was low and slow, carrying a strong sense of oppression, shocking people, and slowly drifted across the empty hall: It's rare and strange, and Ai'e doesn't have little Dingding.
Ai E: (눈yi눈)
She said nothing and warned herself not to be fooled. There are many reasons for her heartbeat, such as anger.
Big brother, Ai E is a goddess, it is normal to have no Little Dingding, but this guy is obviously a man, why doesn’t he?
Faced with Russell's extremely oppressive momentum, Perseus was unmoved and was obsessed with his replica.
Hey, you kid has learned bad things, but you actually know that there is a difference between men and women...
Russell broke his power in one second, and the momentum he created disappeared. As he spoke, he remembered that Perseus was a family member. After so long, the princess would let him know whether he should know or not.
Okay, the topic about Ai'e and Xiao Dingding ends here. Defeat this person wearing Leo's golden saint cloak and you can become a Saint Seiya.
Russell said, rolling up Perseus and the replica, and was about to send them to the Lion's womb.
Wait a moment!
Perseus struggled hard, and after being let go by Russell, he trotted all the way out of the Sun Temple, and returned a while later, piercing the thrown silver scale breastplate on his body.
……
Russell scratched his head speechlessly, and said the same thing. If he hadn't known that Perseus had a bad brain and his shamelessness alone would have been sure that he was Zeus's son.
The golden light flashed, accompanied by a breathless howl, Perseus and the replica were thrown into the lion's womb in the fifth house by Russell.
The replica body was wearing the Leo golden holy clothes, and when it landed, he bent his knees slightly, swept over the breeze, calmly removing the force.
Perseus couldn't do it anymore, and he hit the ground with his face, rolled around for several times, and was forced to stop after hitting the solid wall.
He got up, looked at the empty lion uterus, and fixed his eyes on the replica.
Feathered shoes, silver-scale breastplate, bronze shield, and magic sword "Hepal", Perseus quickly took out his equipment, changed his silly smile, and responded to the next battle with a serious expression.
The copying body is as precious as gold, or the facial features are originally decorations and do not have the ability to speak. His right hand aimed at Perseus, who was on guard with his sword, slowly spread his five fingers.
In an instant, bright golden light flashed, and countless gorgeous light lines radiated straight from between their five fingers.
Just like fireworks blooming in the night sky, a terrifying force burst out, countless lights weaving into a net, flashing continuously around Perseus.
Almost at the moment when the duplicate fist was swinging, Perseus' silver-scale breastplate squeaked and whine. Every time every beam of light swept through, a gap was cracked in the armor.
With a crack, fragments of armor flew all over the sky, and as the beams interweaved, they decomposed into powder and drifted away.
Perseus had not even resisted for a moment. He vomited a mouthful of blood, his body flew backwards uncontrollably and collided with the stone wall behind him, piercing through three walls in succession, buried in a ruin.
Too fast, I saw nothing.
He felt that when the replica was spreading his five fingers, the lion's uterus suddenly fell into darkness, a golden hand was opened in front of him, and his limbs and bones were bombarded countless times by countless lights and shadows.
……
Tsk, this brother is a bit vulnerable!
Russell sat in the Temple of the Sun and watched the live broadcast. When Ai E heard gloating words, she shook her head and sighed. With such an unscrupulous main god, the future Saints will have difficulty in survival.
Russell, you're too hard to beat Perseus to death even if you don't want Perseus to be a Saint.
Ai'e advised her kindly, and she also had no taboos in speaking. Perseus's simple personality makes it difficult to hate her.
You misunderstood that it was not me who started, but Leo's golden cloak.
Does the Holy Clothes have their own life?Ai E spoke out in surprise.
Let’s just be considered life, just like a natural elves. The holy garments are forged by the world. Although they are just a cold weapon, they also have their own likes and dislikes, so they choose Saint Seiya by themselves.
Russell explained: I can assign some people to become Saint Seiya, but because of the inconsistency, these Saint Seiya cannot exert all the power of the Saint Clothes...
For example, you are also wearing the golden holy clothes of Ophiohu, and you will only be beaten to the ground for your teeth when you encounter genuine products.
： ： (Eye)
I was so tired that I couldn't beat it, otherwise she would have sewed Russell's mouth on her.
If the real Ophiuchus Saint meets Hades, can they win?
Thinking of being imprisoned by Hades that day, unable to exert the ability of the Ophiuchus cloak, Ai E felt a little guilty.
have no idea.
Why?
Because there is something called 'miracle' in the world that can turn the impossible into possible.
Russell said this, but he didn't believe it in his heart. The reason why miracles are miracles is because they never exist.
Ai E didn't know what Russell was thinking, so she nodded secretly to drink the bowl of chicken soup and continued to watch Perseus get hammered.
……
boom!boom!boom!!
Countless lights and shadows flashed continuously, and Perseus flew backwards again, chiseling through the three walls.
He stood up with a sword covered in blood and threw down the bronze shield that was so damaged that it could not be repaired.
Both armors were damaged, and only the feather shoes and the magic sword "Hepal" were left on him. The feather shoes were very fast, but they could not avoid the light that reached the extreme speed. The magic sword was the same. No matter how sharp the weapon was, it was empty talk.
Blood flowed down his cheeks, reflecting Perseus' eyes, making everything in his sight bright red.
Only the replica body, the golden Leo cloak's aura dispersed, making people subconsciously think of the lion whose beard was angry and roaring, revealing its fangs.
Blood flowed to his mouth, Perseus subconsciously licked it, looking at the Leo Clothes opposite, his eyes full of desire.
want to!
With too much blood loss, everything in Perseus's ears was quiet, only the sound of his heart beating.
It's not weak, his heartbeat is strong and powerful, and he keeps accelerating, and he's getting faster and faster.
This feeling has happened once before. When climbing the stone steps, Perseus burst out his blood potential due to his unyielding belief, breaking through his own bottleneck and taking a big step forward in strength.
Perseus couldn't think of so much. He only knew that the enemy was very powerful and it was almost impossible to conquer it, but after being beaten by so many punches, he was really unwilling to give up.
At least you have to punch back, otherwise the food will not be delicious.
He took a deep breath, threw down the balanced magic sword "Hepal" in his hand, roared at the replica, and rushed forward with both hands clenched his fists.
My brother can't bear to beat me!!
Stepping on the ground, he instantly stepped on the crack and spread out. Perseus rushed quickly, and his body was swept up strong wind, and rushed to the front of the replica body with a quick speed as fast as lightning.
His eyes wide open, locking tightly on half of the face covered by darkness, his bloody face was full of anger.
Perseus's momentum is remarkable when ignoring the declaration of being petty.
Swish!!
The duplicate opened its big hand and burst into dense light to cover Perseus layer by layer. Every time the beam swept through, a terrifying energy impact was emitting.
Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang
Perseus raised his arms to protect his head, and was beaten 360 degrees without dead corners. This time he clearly sensed that the so-called light was actually a fist.
Because the speed is too fast, the illusion of being surrounded by light is created.
The fist was wrapped in energy and fell down wildly. The phantoms were heavily cut and smashed, and the violent thunders crisscrossed, plowing a series of ravines that were cut by swords and slashing through the surrounding ground.
Perseus's body's bloodstains cracked and soon became a bloody figure.
A short moment was like a hundred years for him. After the gorgeous light dimmed and the fist shadows in the sky disappeared, his body swayed and stood there.
Not knocked away, nor was it knocked down!
His eyes were spinning in front of him, and he saw the copy that was close to him, burst out with the last bit of power, roared and fisted, hitting his helmet cheek.
With one punch, the two of them passed by, and Perseus rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.
The copy turned around, wiped away the blood marks of his fist from the holy garment, and quietly looked at Perseus who was lying on the ground.
A golden light flashed, the sacred garment disintegrated, reorganized into a golden lion, standing next to Perseus.
Perseus mocked for not having little Dingding, the replica quickly rotted into a ball of black water, withering and melting into the cracks on the ground.
……
Don't you go and save him?
Ai'e looked at Russell with a calm face in surprise. Perseus lost too much blood and could kick his legs at any time.
No, that punch exhausted Perseus's last strength and he couldn't even kick his leg before he died.
You only saw that he lost too much blood, but you didn’t see him cheating again!
Russell curled his lips: It’s so easy for Zeus’s son to die. He fell asleep, so I could calm down for a while.
After saying that, he felt something and looked to the east of the Holy Land. Hundreds of men, women, young and old were in a mighty state, either rich or ragged, forming a large army.
How many people can be recognized by the Holy Clothes, one or two?
Russell touched his chin and couldn't help but look forward to it. He thought of something and said: Ai'e, do you think the thirteen holy clothes are a little missing? Since there are Golden Saint Seiya, and silver and bronze, isn't that too much?
Russell complained in his heart and said disdainfully: It's rare and strange, Ai'e is not as small as...
Cough cough cough!
Ai E clenched her fist and coughed desperately, her eyes twitched and looked at Russell: Sun God, pay attention to your words, even for your own majesty, you should be more solemn and mature.
OK, listen to the old mom, be more solemn and mature.
Russell crossed his hands under his nose, leaned forward, his head slightly lowered, his eyes stared at Perseus, and his half-exposed pupils flashed with a cold light.
Darkness descended on the Sun God Hall, reflecting Russell's intertwined light and shadow, generally bright, half dark.
A murderous aura lingered in. Ai E subconsciously swallowed her saliva and thought that this should be what it was. This is the true posture of God.
Suddenly, there was a little bit of a sudden beating.
Perseus!
Russell's voice was low and slow, carrying a strong sense of oppression, shocking people, and slowly drifted across the empty hall: It's rare and strange, and Ai'e doesn't have little Dingding.
Ai E: (눈yi눈)
She said nothing and warned herself not to be fooled. There are many reasons for her heartbeat, such as anger.
Big brother, Ai E is a goddess, it is normal to have no Little Dingding, but this guy is obviously a man, why doesn’t he?
Faced with Russell's extremely oppressive momentum, Perseus was unmoved and was obsessed with his replica.
Hey, you kid has learned bad things, but you actually know that there is a difference between men and women...
Russell broke his power in one second, and the momentum he created disappeared. As he spoke, he remembered that Perseus was a family member. After so long, the princess would let him know whether he should know or not.
Okay, the topic about Ai'e and Xiao Dingding ends here. Defeat this person wearing Leo's golden saint cloak and you can become a Saint Seiya.
Russell said, rolling up Perseus and the replica, and was about to send them to the Lion's womb.
Wait a moment!
Perseus struggled hard, and after being let go by Russell, he trotted all the way out of the Sun Temple, and returned a while later, piercing the thrown silver scale breastplate on his body.
……
Russell scratched his head speechlessly, and said the same thing. If he hadn't known that Perseus had a bad brain and his shamelessness alone would have been sure that he was Zeus's son.
The golden light flashed, accompanied by a breathless howl, Perseus and the replica were thrown into the lion's womb in the fifth house by Russell.
The replica body was wearing the Leo golden holy clothes, and when it landed, he bent his knees slightly, swept over the breeze, calmly removing the force.
Perseus couldn't do it anymore, and he hit the ground with his face, rolled around for several times, and was forced to stop after hitting the solid wall.
He got up, looked at the empty lion uterus, and fixed his eyes on the replica.
Feathered shoes, silver-scale breastplate, bronze shield, and magic sword "Hepal", Perseus quickly took out his equipment, changed his silly smile, and responded to the next battle with a serious expression.
The copying body is as precious as gold, or the facial features are originally decorations and do not have the ability to speak. His right hand aimed at Perseus, who was on guard with his sword, slowly spread his five fingers.
In an instant, bright golden light flashed, and countless gorgeous light lines radiated straight from between their five fingers.
Just like fireworks blooming in the night sky, a terrifying force burst out, countless lights weaving into a net, flashing continuously around Perseus.
Almost at the moment when the duplicate fist was swinging, Perseus' silver-scale breastplate squeaked and whine. Every time every beam of light swept through, a gap was cracked in the armor.
With a crack, fragments of armor flew all over the sky, and as the beams interweaved, they decomposed into powder and drifted away.
Perseus had not even resisted for a moment. He vomited a mouthful of blood, his body flew backwards uncontrollably and collided with the stone wall behind him, piercing through three walls in succession, buried in a ruin.
Too fast, I saw nothing.
He felt that when the replica was spreading his five fingers, the lion's uterus suddenly fell into darkness, a golden hand was opened in front of him, and his limbs and bones were bombarded countless times by countless lights and shadows.
……
Tsk, this brother is a bit vulnerable!
Russell sat in the Temple of the Sun and watched the live broadcast. When Ai E heard gloating words, she shook her head and sighed. With such an unscrupulous main god, the future Saints will have difficulty in survival.
Russell, you're too hard to beat Perseus to death even if you don't want Perseus to be a Saint.
Ai'e advised her kindly, and she also had no taboos in speaking. Perseus's simple personality makes it difficult to hate her.
You misunderstood that it was not me who started, but Leo's golden cloak.
Does the Holy Clothes have their own life?Ai E spoke out in surprise.
Let’s just be considered life, just like a natural elves. The holy garments are forged by the world. Although they are just a cold weapon, they also have their own likes and dislikes, so they choose Saint Seiya by themselves.
Russell explained: I can assign some people to become Saint Seiya, but because of the inconsistency, these Saint Seiya cannot exert all the power of the Saint Clothes...
For example, you are also wearing the golden holy clothes of Ophiohu, and you will only be beaten to the ground for your teeth when you encounter genuine products.
： ： (Eye)
I was so tired that I couldn't beat it, otherwise she would have sewed Russell's mouth on her.
If the real Ophiuchus Saint meets Hades, can they win?
Thinking of being imprisoned by Hades that day, unable to exert the ability of the Ophiuchus cloak, Ai E felt a little guilty.
have no idea.
Why?
Because there is something called 'miracle' in the world that can turn the impossible into possible.
Russell said this, but he didn't believe it in his heart. The reason why miracles are miracles is because they never exist.
Ai E didn't know what Russell was thinking, so she nodded secretly to drink the bowl of chicken soup and continued to watch Perseus get hammered.
……
boom!boom!boom!!
Countless lights and shadows flashed continuously, and Perseus flew backwards again, chiseling through the three walls.
He stood up with a sword covered in blood and threw down the bronze shield that was so damaged that it could not be repaired.
Both armors were damaged, and only the feather shoes and the magic sword "Hepal" were left on him. The feather shoes were very fast, but they could not avoid the light that reached the extreme speed. The magic sword was the same. No matter how sharp the weapon was, it was empty talk.
Blood flowed down his cheeks, reflecting Perseus' eyes, making everything in his sight bright red.
Only the replica body, the golden Leo cloak's aura dispersed, making people subconsciously think of the lion whose beard was angry and roaring, revealing its fangs.
Blood flowed to his mouth, Perseus subconsciously licked it, looking at the Leo Clothes opposite, his eyes full of desire.
want to!
With too much blood loss, everything in Perseus's ears was quiet, only the sound of his heart beating.
It's not weak, his heartbeat is strong and powerful, and he keeps accelerating, and he's getting faster and faster.
This feeling has happened once before. When climbing the stone steps, Perseus burst out his blood potential due to his unyielding belief, breaking through his own bottleneck and taking a big step forward in strength.
Perseus couldn't think of so much. He only knew that the enemy was very powerful and it was almost impossible to conquer it, but after being beaten by so many punches, he was really unwilling to give up.
At least you have to punch back, otherwise the food will not be delicious.
He took a deep breath, threw down the balanced magic sword "Hepal" in his hand, roared at the replica, and rushed forward with both hands clenched his fists.
My brother can't bear to beat me!!
Stepping on the ground, he instantly stepped on the crack and spread out. Perseus rushed quickly, and his body was swept up strong wind, and rushed to the front of the replica body with a quick speed as fast as lightning.
His eyes wide open, locking tightly on half of the face covered by darkness, his bloody face was full of anger.
Perseus's momentum is remarkable when ignoring the declaration of being petty.
Swish!!
The duplicate opened its big hand and burst into dense light to cover Perseus layer by layer. Every time the beam swept through, a terrifying energy impact was emitting.
Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang
Perseus raised his arms to protect his head, and was beaten 360 degrees without dead corners. This time he clearly sensed that the so-called light was actually a fist.
Because the speed is too fast, the illusion of being surrounded by light is created.
The fist was wrapped in energy and fell down wildly. The phantoms were heavily cut and smashed, and the violent thunders crisscrossed, plowing a series of ravines that were cut by swords and slashing through the surrounding ground.
Perseus's body's bloodstains cracked and soon became a bloody figure.
A short moment was like a hundred years for him. After the gorgeous light dimmed and the fist shadows in the sky disappeared, his body swayed and stood there.
Not knocked away, nor was it knocked down!
His eyes were spinning in front of him, and he saw the copy that was close to him, burst out with the last bit of power, roared and fisted, hitting his helmet cheek.
With one punch, the two of them passed by, and Perseus rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.
The copy turned around, wiped away the blood marks of his fist from the holy garment, and quietly looked at Perseus who was lying on the ground.
A golden light flashed, the sacred garment disintegrated, reorganized into a golden lion, standing next to Perseus.
Perseus mocked for not having little Dingding, the replica quickly rotted into a ball of black water, withering and melting into the cracks on the ground.
……
Don't you go and save him?
Ai'e looked at Russell with a calm face in surprise. Perseus lost too much blood and could kick his legs at any time.
No, that punch exhausted Perseus's last strength and he couldn't even kick his leg before he died.
You only saw that he lost too much blood, but you didn’t see him cheating again!
Russell curled his lips: It’s so easy for Zeus’s son to die. He fell asleep, so I could calm down for a while.
After saying that, he felt something and looked to the east of the Holy Land. Hundreds of men, women, young and old were in a mighty state, either rich or ragged, forming a large army.
How many people can be recognized by the Holy Clothes, one or two?
Russell touched his chin and couldn't help but look forward to it. He thought of something and said: Ai'e, do you think the thirteen holy clothes are a little missing? Since there are Golden Saint Seiya, and silver and bronze, isn't that too much?
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